SPANISH GOLD

SPANISH GOLD

I remember a sweet called

Spanish gold.

                   A coconut concoction

With sparkling dust rolled.

In waxed paper, folded packet,

 This treasure was sold.

There were other delights,

Way back in my school days of old.

Blackjacks, fruit salads and swizzels

With ‘Love Hearts’ declaring

‘I need you’.

Parma violets and ‘Kaylie’

That turned your tongue blue.

Also don’t forget ‘Bazooka’ Joe

The pink bubble gum you chew.

Toffee logs, Jamboree bags

And white sugared mice,

Flying saucers, candy shrimps

Were also, very nice.

The two pence mix up

Was a very good price.

Candy cigarettes and Spanish gold tobacco

My one and only childhood vice.

Phil Hall April 2013